I'm a little slow today. I just switched to Sanka. So...have a heart?

Tuesday, January 26, 2010

God... you know what I miss?

You know what terrible radio station I miss?

Party 93.1.

They had like three songs that they played, but I always liked the songs, because I discovered the station right around the time I started dating Stephen... and I was in a blissful haze of retardedness at that time, having fallen freshly in love... and music seemed to mean more, because every song was about ME.

And then the station went away.

And eventually, Steve had to get out of Miami, or he would turn, like Lot's wife, into a pillar of cocaine salt.

And now, when I think of 2L year in law school when we started dating, I think of driving around in that little black Golf (awwww)...hearing the dance remix of Daniel Bedingfield's "If You're Not the One"...as I sped off to the Beach to misbehave with the older, richer gays... in boot-cut jeans and diagonally-stripey shirts (ugh.)

Every now and then that song will pop into my head (it's there right now) evoking waves of melancholy for the life I had in 2003 that I so took for granted... hundreds of friends living in this city... money that appeared out of nowhere to be spent on any self-destructive whim, one-day hangovers...boats, VIP admissions... caring about stuff, even though it was typically whether we'd make it to Rumi early enough to get past the door without a 1/2 hour wait...

I miss 2003. And I miss the me that could hang back then... I miss how exciting everything seemed. I miss bottle service, and clinking keys and little yellow beans, and sunrise on a Sunday morning at Space. I want to turn back the clock to certain eras in my life (that I knew were fantastic when I was living them...) and tell myself - enjoy this. Soak up every moment. Because eventually this chapter will be over... and the chapters get progressively less fun as time goes on.

I never knew Miami in the late 90s... but I knew it in the early 2000s... and it was a pretty fun party even then. Maybe it still is... I don't know. I look like I'm having a blast in all the pictures I'm in these days... and I probably am. But back then, I had the time of my life.

Coming up tomorrow: Why the Summer of 2004 kicked ass, because I made 30K, and blew it on liquor, drugs, and tuition!

8 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

As you get older you'll realize being at home reading a good book is much more rewarding than any club. And yes, I've been to plenty of them.

6:57 AM

 
Blogger Colin said...

Great post. 93.1 was awesome in its time, but you wouldn't be able to stand it in 2010. I still haven't figured out why we build castles in the sky, by the way...

8:49 PM

 
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Get ready for a pathetic admission: Party 93.1 was one of the factors that convinced me to move to Miami. In the spring of 2002, my boyfriend at the time and I visited Miami on our "grown-up" spring break to Ultra Music Festival and we found that radio station. And loved it! Even New York didn't have a station like that! So basically that's why I moved to Miami (also because American University's law school wouldn't let me defer a year). Still here nearly eight years later ... glad I made such a well-reasoned decision.

2:55 PM

 
Blogger SuperBee said...

Anon - I'm realizing that. But that doesn't make me want to go out any less...

Colin - I forgot that song... until now. And yeah, it may have been a phenomenon of that time... or how young we were...

Anon - Had I known of Party 93.1 when I was choosing to go to UM for Law School... it probably would have been a factor for me too... actually, the only factor, because I moved here under protest...

And I continue to protest that I live here...

3:21 PM

 
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Want to go get a VIP table at LIV tonight? I am feeling really old and really bored and really ready for trouble....a night of debachuery would fix that! Or we can plan to do it soon!

BTW, SO bored, I'd pay for the whole table...

(Obviously I am not the Anon. who would rather read a book...not that old yet...)

2:46 PM

 
Blogger SuperBee said...

Do I know you, Rockin' Anon? Or are you one of my super-secret stalkers? :)

6:43 PM

 
Blogger Jessica said...

Um, yeah, those were ridic fun times. Can't wait to read the post re the summer you describe... but it had best include a dissertation on those "hot commutes" we would take on the metro (how cool were we?!). :)

9:26 AM

 
Blogger SuperBee said...

Ahhhh... the Metro! Pee sloshing up and down the aisles during a morning commute!

9:39 AM

 

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